The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

I froze on the spot and my mind went completely blank. I could only feel my heart being squeezed. It took me a while to come back to my senses.

I pried the little girl's hands off, squatted down, and looked at her seriously. "What's your name?" The little girl tilted her head to the side and looked at me in confusion. "You're my dad. How could you not know my name?"

I was choked. "I'm not your father," I said in a hoarse voice.

"Huh?" The little girl's doe-like eyes went as wide as saucers. "Daddy, are you playing games with me?"

I touched my forehead helplessly. "No, I'm not playing games with you."

"All right." The little girl wrapped her chubby fingers around my index finger and said solemnly, "My name is Beryl, but you should call me Baby Beryl."

"Okay, Beryl."

Beryl." The little girl

no choice but to compromise. "Well... Okay, Baby Beryl. Can you tell me where you're from?" Beryl thought for a while and shook her head,

I should explain to her that only she-wolves could get pregnant and give birth to babies, not male werewolves. But she

your family? Who's your

with tears. "I can't

looked as though she would burst into

the topic and called the doctor in. "Is she okay?

cried indignantly. She wiped her tears away, planted her hands on her hips, and started to recite something

girl, where'd you learn about all

They're just in

breathed a sigh of relief. To

mused, "The child must've suffered a concussion thanks to those robbers. Concussions could lead to temporary memory loss. Presumably, before

came to me was actually Beryl's family. "Daddy, braid my hair." Beryl pulled the pink hair band off her wrist and placed it on my palm.

anyone's hair in my life. When I finally managed to open my mouth to refuse, Beryl turned around and looked at me impatiently. "Daddy, hurry up. Braid